What a Way to Win a War - Tom McRae, Tom McRae & the Standing Band

my favorite son

sent to the deep

stones in his shoes

and hands tied

and sleeping the long sleep

stand to my left

it’s the place of honor

strike the match through times of rain

maybe we won’t swing

so easy come

so easy go

we sharpen sticks and we throw stones

what a way to win a war

what a way to fight a battle

I’ve been faithful general

but i tire of this cause

I’m with the beast

that backs the birds

can’t pick a side now

I’m not sure

this evidence I’ve heard

when i see a love

that croak it’s tune

there in it’s palace

I’ve fought self